Excerpt from Jason Arnopp’s behind-the-scenes article from DWM #372
When DWM arrives on this chilly January morn, that lazybones David Tennant has already completed his one-and-only scheduled scene. The rest of today’s filming all features Rose Tyler.
Preparations are made for the scene in which Rose attacks Chloe’s bedroom door with a pickaxe. It’s Fear Her’s homage to Stanley Kubrick’s classic 1980 fright-fest The Shining.
“How many doors do we have?” asks Billie, naturally nervous about the prospect of messing up this scene. Two, comes the answer. “Oh, I reckon we’ll be done in two,” she breezes, suddenly more confident.
Billie takes the pickaxe and steels herself.
“Just enjoy it,” winks Nina Sosanya, playing Trish in this scene. “I’ll cover you!”
“Yeah,” grins Billie, “Then you can do a drop-roll!”
Billie’s first take earns applause. She’s even more accurate on take two.
“How exciting was that?” says Nina.
“Very!” laughs Billie. “I loved it. I’m not going to play it down: it was great!”
A continuation of this that I didn’t think I’d actually do but…here it is anyway. Again, Blackmadhi, with implied past Blackbright/Phantomquill and a lot of focus on Simon’s mental state. Deals once again with Simon’s PTSD and includes descriptions of a panic attack. Approx. 2600 words.
that first night, Simon would be lying if he said that things hadn’t gotten
better with Nahyuta within the next couple of days.
investigation seemed to run smoother, and even though they still bickered some,
it was mostly teasing, and the two prosecutors would smile at each other after
delivering some half-hearted insults.
Yes, once in a while they would actually get frustrated, but that was
mostly due to the contrasts in their personalities. Luckily, it would not really last.
was even able to find a local restaurant that specialized in Japanese food, and
surprised Simon with that one evening, which had made him smile rather happily
instead of just giving one of his trademark sly smirks. He could have sworn he saw Nahyuta’s cheeks
tinge pink after that, but perhaps he had just imagined it, because the foreign
prosecutor had turned his face away.
the nights had gotten a little bit better, if only because Nahyuta had been
able to drag him out of his nightmares almost as quickly as they began. Each time he slept, as soon as Fulbright’s
face materialized in his mind, Nahyuta was gently shaking Simon awake. It was poetic, Simon couldn’t help but
think…when Fulbright’s face – only existing in his unconscious thoughts –
disappeared and Nahyuta’s took its place.
At times, Simon had felt an overwhelming urge to reach out and touch the
other prosecutor’s features…his cheeks, his hair, his lips…if only because
Simon wanted to make sure that he was real.
Shawn Jackson and Hasse Bernfield, better known as Whit and Slug. These two are Nana’s adopted grandsons, and certified little shits– ESPECIALLY Whit. Both of them have spent most of their lives on the planet too.
Whit came to the planet with their (rich) family to live in one of the colony. They got their nickname because of the old Whitworth rifle they carried around: it’s a family heirloom and they would always brag that they would inherit it and use it one day. They’re kind of annoying, 110% sass, and a joker. It was them who told Nana all that dumb shit that she totally believes.
Slug’s parents died in a mining accident and he became a bit of an outcast in the community. He wouldn’t let anyone near him and ended up bullying kids out of food and money. When he tried to steal from Whit, an outcast in their own right, they became fast friends. He got his name from his weapon of choice: the shotgun.
I have a confession to make: I’ve been slacking on the omgcp train because… I got a Nintendo Switch… and the new Zelda is just too good
It did get me thinking about how the Haus (really the frogs) would react if someone brought home a Nintendo Switch though. Probably Bitty (who’s in his senior year at this point)? As a gift from Jack, who bought it deciding he wanted to give it a try after a life of non-video gaming? The two probably had some fun playing Zelda and 1, 2 Switch in Providence but decided it was too much of a time-suck for the two of them (senior year, Bitty’s Samwell captaincy, NHL captaincy), so Bitty drags it along with him back to Samwell.
Of course, Chowder’s been keeping track of Nintendo stuff, and his family/friends back home have been posting on social media about it, taunting him, when he knows they’re sold out within a twenty-mile radius of campus, so the boy is DYING to play it. When he sees the Switch in front of the television downstairs, he lets out a squeal an opera singer would applaud at. Nursey and Dex are very confused.
Nursey and Dex have probably all played at least a few staple video game franchises in their childhood, but Nursey abandoned them kind of quickly in his attempts to “chill”, and Dex couldn’t really afford consoles as a kid, so he’s only really played them at someone else’s house or something. Chowder plays a bit of Zelda with them as witnesses, and they pass it off as “cool” and go on with their day. (Very reminiscent of a certain confession about someone dating a certain professional hockey player tbh)
Except they’re secretly fascinated by it. For different reasons. They sneak downstairs and swipe it to play for a few hours when they know everyone else is in class. Sure, they both know fuck-all about the plot, but they get the basic premise – walk around, explore, complete quests, kill monsters, stop Ganon – and that’s more than enough for them.
Dex loves it like he loves any good puzzle. An encampment of monsters hoarding a treasure chest to themselves? Obviously, it’s time to start a fire and ride the updraft it produces to get the drop on them. Enemy that’s way too big to take out one on one in a thunderstorm? Bait it with food and turn that sucker into a lightning rod by chucking something metal. Dex is all about this. (He does, however, wish you could repair equipment instead of passively watching it slowly get worn down.)
Nursey’s more into the exploration and the sights. He’s a hazard to himself, really. Chowder leaves off after the introductory tutorials and dungeons, and Nursey decides it’s a good idea to make a beeline for the castle swirling with black and purple clouds and a ravenous demon circling it. He dies. A lot. Until something pretty and glowing red calls his attention to the east, at which he point he turns his focus on it. And dies. Again. A lot. Even death in this game - in the form of crisp, deep red laser beams and soft blue, plush as hell explosions - is a thing to behold. There’s just too many beautiful sights and only four measly hearts to spare, but Nursey’s a trooper. Or a troubadour. Whatever. He perseveres.
And the game is great! What’s not great is the fact that, at least twice a week, the two of them have a similar gap between classes, and they are itching to play. They’ve only played individually though, and they’re probably not looking to share, until one day, Dex cracks and asks, “If I get the game for the first hour, you get it for the next, and we just trade off, okay?” Nursey’s indignant and puts on a front to make things difficult, even though it’s a pretty reasonable offer, but ultimately gives in. Dex returns with the Switch in his hands like a kid stealing a cookie from a cookie jar.
But playing/watching each other play is an exercise in restraint.
Dex wants to work through whatever obstacles and monsters are in his way and complete the main story, but Nursey keeps pointing out randomly glowing things off in the distance no less than twice a minute, and it drives Dex crazy. He blows himself up on his own explosives no less than twice the first time they do this. It’s hard to play while swatting Nursey’s grabby hands away from the screen. (He also gets his hands on some pretty swanky treasure and weaponry thanks to Nursey’s observational skills, but he doesn’t say anything about that.)
Nursey just wants to go climb those icy peaks with the three oddly conspicuous conifers all in a row at the top, or go wander deep into that forest with the monstrously large skeleton in the center as dusk falls, but Dex is just screaming at him and playing backseat Zelda player the whole time. “You can’t go up there. You don’t even have a jacket for the cold! You’re gonna die!” or “Exactly what part of traipsing over the corpse of a dead monster, in a forest where there’s nothing else but undead monsters, is a good idea, Nurse?” Nursey starts to listen after the (reanimated!) skeleton sits on him to death a few times. Dex gives him the idea to maybe wait until the sun comes up before approaching the thing again, and if Nursey waits until Dex isn’t in the room before he tries it, well, that’s just a coincidence. (A coincidence with some kick ass swords as a prize, but hey.)
The third week they do this, Nursey grabs the Switch first and tries to suggest something new. “Yo, instead of us just messing with each other and pissing each other off, maybe we can just, you know…” He waves a hand in between them, half-sure Dex is going to do that squinty thing with his eyes to tell Nursey he’s making no sense and say no.
“Yeah, I actually did some research on that skeleton that dropped its ass on you last time. It turns out it-”
“Wait, bro, are you saying yes to this?” A pause. “And did you seriously just call googling Zelda tips and tricks ‘research’?”
Dex goes red in the face, and Nursey’s almost sure he’s about to take back his tentative agreement until Dex, the dick that he is, makes a solid case for why they should be working together. “Look, the game rewards exploration, and you’ve clearly got some affinity for the type of shiny things game designers set up as bait, but none of the survival skills. We’ve got what the other lacks.” Nursey’s mouth splits into a shit-eating grin. “Just work with me, Nurse.”
Nursey turns his head up in mock reconsideration for a second before remembering he’s one who asked in the first place; he knows it’s fruitless to keep it up any longer. So, he just does what comes naturally and opens his mouth again. “Aw, Dexy, that’s probably the sweetest thing you’ve said to me this year.”
And so begin their new Zelda escapades, whereby Dex picks an objective related to the main quest, and Nursey points out things that might be worth checking out on the way to their destination. They still trade off every hour, but there’s a lot less dying, and a lot more sweet, sweet treasure.
Chowder gets back from class early one day, and considers giving himself some Switch time before he notices it’s not in the dock. He decides he’ll live and is about to turn down the hall to his room when he hears some very distinctive piano notes echoing weakly from the attic.
‘Those fakers,’ he thinks to himself. He creeps up the stairs and swings open the door at the top, a chirp on his lips when he sees them. The chirp dies on the spot.
They’re both conked out, and Dex is lying next to Nursey on the bottom bunk, his head most definitely resting on his shoulder. Nursey’s is resting on top of his, the Switch still in his hand by the floor of his bed.
Chowder just giggles and snaps a picture of them before turning back around and leaving.
(Blackmail, he decides, is an even better way to get Switch time.)
Percico AU where Percy and Nico exchange their papers in the whole history.
Percy is raised by Hades and becomes a powerful warrior of the Hades Kingdom who has learned to use his powers in the maximum and controls the rivers of the underworld, and Nico is the great hero of the prophecy that has a lot of friends in the camp, because Bianca survives, so he never runs away to the underworld and keep his old personality and his love for Mythomagic.
The main idea of this AU isn’t mine and was inspired in this fanfiction (X). I just really liked that idea and couldn’t stop thinking in my own plot about it, but I will not write a fanfiction, I’ll just post my edits and maybe some texts because I’m in love with this universe.
“My ticket’s right over there, where you left it for me.”
“Good. So, good, then.”
“Mr. Zimmermann, sir.”
“You have to let me go before you can leave.”
Jack starts, and his hands twitch on Bitty’s hips, but he doesn’t lift them.
Bitty bites his lip to keep from laughing. “Jack. I’m not leaving until tonight. We’ll have time afterward.”
“Good.” Jack leans in to kiss Bitty’s jaw, and while that’s nice, it’s definitely counterproductive.
Bitty wriggles, and his laugh comes pouring forth. “Jack. You have a game, mister.”
“I have games every weekend.” Jack buries his face in Bitty’s neck. “I don’t have you every weekend.”
“Oh, for Pete’s sake…” Bitty squirms more, but his hands are in Jack’s hair now, and they’re even more hopelessly tangled before Jack began this convoluted process of saying goodbye. “Look. I’ll give you one more kiss for good luck, all right? And then you have to go and kick some Los Angeles behind. As you do.”
“One more,” Jack echoes. He gives a little sigh. “All right, but it’d better be a good one.”
“And then you promise to let go?”
“And then I promise to let go.” Like he’s repeating an oath. His hands ease on Bitty’s hips. He even lifts one away entirely. “See.”
“Oh, that’s very impressive.” Bitty slides his hands down out of Jack’s hair and along the line of his back, then takes a grab at his ass, just because he can. “Let go of the other one, then I’ll give you your kiss, then you can go.”
“Rrr.” The noise Jack makes is more or less like that of an angry dinosaur. He raises his other hand.
“Don’t you growl at me. Boy, if I could tell the Jack Zimmermann I met two and a half years ago that he’d be putting off getting to the rink, for some boy no less…”
“You’re not ‘some boy.’”
“And you’re not some player, you’re Jack Zimmermann, rising star, and you need to get to your games on time.” Bitty beams at him. “Right?”
“Right, now give me my damn kiss.” Ah, and there is the scowl of the guy Bitty met two and a half years ago. He rises to his toes and catches Jack’s mouth with his.
Hands land back on hips, fingers slide into hair, and all of that progress toward untangling is completely undone. Bitty doesn’t care. Jack’s mouth is unbearably warm against his, soft swipes of tongue thrilling him. He could spend all day like this, just pressed body to body, feeling the soft thrum of Jack’s pulse against his skin. Game times and hockey and the whole NHL can all wait. Just for one more moment.
And then the moment’s over. Bitty backs up and puts his hands on his hips. “Okay, there’s your kiss. Off you go.”
Jack opens his mouth as though to speak. But a smile twists his lips away from whatever word he was going to form. He shakes his head. Then, grabbing his bag, he’s out the door.
Doodle dump for an au that I’ve been fantasizing about for a while. This is the most self-indulgent thing. I know. I don’t even care anymore
I have this thing for horrible monsters getting saddled by kids, and then having to raise the kid, and then eventually bonding with the kid…? Soooo yeah- this is an au where bill raises dipper. I’m not sure what to call it yet, but I have a lot more stuff sitting in my folder for this.
Here’s the story for now: Bill goes back in time (either by using Blendin’s body or by using his own power) and nabs one of the pines twins when they were in gravity falls at a younger age. In this case, it’s dipper. Then, he wipes his memory because bill wants to use him as a weapon against the pines, but his plan backfires because he ends up actually caring for dipper.
Meanwhile, Mabel finds the journal when she came back at the age of 12, and she goes on mystery (and romance) hunts with Grenda and Candy. Additionally, she does remember Dipper, but she’s always assumed that he was kidnapped by bad guys or something. She didn’t realize that his disappearance had something to do with the supernatural until after she found the journal.
So that’s the set-up for now? I can post more if this interests you guys.
Third Year | 10″ Sycamore, White River Monster Spine, Springy | Member of the Silver Spears | Dove (Patronus) | Half Blood | Metamorphmagus (special ability) | Magical Theory, Charms, Transfiguration (best subjects) | Jackson Wang, Mark Tuan, & Im Jaebum (best friends) | Kim Yugyeom (Boyfriend)
This boy is just doing too much. All the time. For no reason other than to just be doing it.
Most people call him Bammie
Kunpimook is a mouthful - he also won’t really respond to it, mostly because sometimes he forgets it’s his name because nobody calls him that. Like, what are you even doing, are you new here!? “Kunpimook? Hello!? Kunpimook? BAMBAM!?” “What? Were you talking to me? Call me by my name then, idiot.”
Bammie also serves looks like nobody’s business. Probably the most fashion forward wizard in the goddamn country, okay?
Which is probably why Bammie likes being a metamorphmagus so much. He can change his hair, eyes, and facial features at will to basically whatever he wants.
Sometimes he uses that advantage to make himself look older. His hyungs call him out on his bullshit every time, though. “I’m at least ten years older than you!” “Yah! I will smack you into last night.” <– Jinyoung, probably.
He’s also obsessed with keeping up with the latest celebrity trends. Wizarding or Muggle world - he does not care. His favorite thing to do is piss off purebloods with muggle trends.
Refuses to work out. As far as he’s concerned that shit is annoying.
Legs for days - like where TF does he put them half the time, nobody knows.
Don’t beat yourself up if you can’t recognize him. He seriously loves to use his ability to mess with people.
Bammie loves to invent spells. He excels in Magical Theory and outside of creating his own fashion line when he leaves Hogwarts (because that’s happening one way or another), he really wants to create spells and charms. He’s good at it, too.
Meme face AF
On the one hand Bammie can be a very mature kid, especially since he’s only a third year.
On the other hand, he’s a little shit and he enjoys giving his hyungs premature gray hair.
This boy is in love with Kim Yugyeom LET ME TELL YOU.
You name it - YugBam has already taken the title for it.
They’re so freaking adorable it’s not even funny.
Jinyoung and Mark love to embarrass them by giving them fake sex talks over breakfast.
Bammie holds a special place in Jackson’s heart. Jackson will purposely mess up Bammie’s hair, Bammie will then tell Jackson he’s an old fatass with no legs, Jackson will threaten to hang him up by his toes and beat him like a pinata and Bammie will retort with, “You can’t even reach that high.”
Two peas in a pod, those two.
Seriously though, Bammie is so in love Yugyeom. It’s so cute. All fluttery and what not.
It makes JJProject wanna vomit…but in a good way. Sort of.
You touch one of Jinyoung’s children and you’re going to die.
That being said you so much as look at any of Bammie’s friends sideways and he will concoct the most elaborate payback and you will suffer.
Don’t forget this boy IS in Slytherin and he is NOT to be trifled with, peasant.
He is typically a people pleaser but Bammie is one of the most ambitious kids in the school. He knows what he wants and he’s gonna go after it and if you’re in his way you’ve got two seconds to move before he forcibly does it for you.
He’s smart, too. So don’t think he can’t.
Jokes for days.
He’s not as funny as Jackson, but he sure as shit tries. When they get together you either can’t breathe because you’re laughing or you’re eternally in facepalm mode pretending you don’t know them. There’s no in between.
Bammie has great grades. He’s a Slytherin and he’s got shit to do, and he’s not about to let an F get in the way of his dreams.
He’s not insane about it, though like SOME people are YESHEISREFERRINGTOMARKBUTWHATEVER.
He has, on more than one occasion, incurred the wrath of Tuan (I fucking love you if you get this reference btw) by bothering him during exam time. They’ll be in the library, Mark will be hunched over his study notes with coffee in his free hand and ignoring the Earth and everything on it. Jackson will be in the room with in, being smart and actually leaving him alone but studying next to him nonetheless just so he can be close, and he’ll see Bammie creep in out of the corner of his eye.
“Oh, come on, hyung. Look at him. He’s got crazy eyes.”
“They’re cute crazy eyes. Don’t bother him.”
“Come on, it’ll be funny!”
“He’s going to kill you - you know that right?”
Bammie acknowledges this, but he is determined. While Mark is focused solely on the chaos that is his study space Bam will move Jackson so he’s out of Mark’s eyesight and morph himself to look like Jackson. His ‘prank’ is in motion.
He’ll come up behind Mark and practically yank the coffee cup from his hand. This will certainly get Mark’s attention…probably not the kind of attention you want from him though.
Looking as Jackson, Bammie will say, “Kisses MarkiePooh!” and puff his lips out like a fish.
“I will give you literally three seconds to give that back to me.”
“Aw, but Markipooh, you wouldn’t hurt your boyfriend, would you?”
“You think I don’t know what my boyfriend looks like? One.”
“What do you mean? I just wanted a kiss.”
“What? You missed tw–”
Mark has his coffee cup back in his hand and poor Bammie is on his ass turning an odd shade of maroon as the hex forces his features back to normal.
“Good one, baby.” Jackson tells him, knowing Mark is already back on Planet Bananas. “To be fair, I told you not too, punk.”
“Who are you calling punk, half pint!?”
Bam is going to get himself killed via his hyungs one of these days. I’m telling you. That’s basically his school year in a nutshell - trying not to die from pissing them off.
They love the crap out of him though. So he’s safe…most of the time.
Trust me, you want Bammie on your side. For one thing, he’s a great ally to have and not somebody you want for an enemy.
For another, he’ll totally fix that horrid fashion sense of yours.
“Oh my god, if I see you wear those awful shoes one more time…”
*pictures and gifs aren’t mine. i made the moodboard but the pictures i got off of tumblr and google. credit to their respective owners.
Her excitement when Abe tells her about seeing Caleb and then her lil ‘aw’ reaction to hearing about Ben with his shiny helmet/dragoon/army aesthetic like literally the “that’s my boys” was all over her and it was v precious. do recommend.
The way she’s instantaneously 10000% Ready for the spy stuff, from the second Abe tells her about it.
Anna straight up assuming Abe killed that guy until he tells her he didn’t
Anna being like “Um Abe those Redcoats are already about to murder my husband how bout you don’t get involved and make it wor- oh okay, okay, yeah, it’s worse now. Great :) ”
Anna beating the hell out of the laundry, it’s a staple.
That time Simcoe was like “Hey girl” and Anna was just like “Um you are creeping me out while I’m already Distressed. Here’s a proposal: Don’t do That.”
hello to all! gonna try to make this short and sweet so we can get to the good stuff. below are just a few things you may be interested in knowing about this little peanut. also hmu if you wan to plot, more specifically if you want to plot for the event.
SO. Human Forge and human Eightfold. I’m just practicing side views of the head right now. I still have to post Scrapdragon. I love drawing those 3. Forge is a blacksmith in my Apprentice AU who takes Johnny under his wing about metal work and stuff. I’ve got more ideas but I’ll post them later.
Also GUESS WHO’S GOING TO ANIME NORTH???!!!! It’s me. The answer is me. Im probably gunna drown in sweat cause it’ll be so hot there…. halp.
Hi, I really like your blog but I'd really prefer that you not reblog stuff that implies that black fans who are upset about Finn getting the shaft is starting "drama." If that's not for you, let me know and I'll unfollow, no hard feelings.
hey! i think i know what you’re referring to- i reblogged that post bc i’m trying to think positively and not ruin the movie for myself before i even see it. i was actually already thinking that i probably shouldn’t have reblogged it, bc i love finn and i am concerned about him getting sidelined and i don’t want people to think otherwise. i’m sorry for making you uncomfortable/upset- that was not at all my intention and i don’t think being upset about finn’s treatment is overly dramatic. i am too!
i love your blog as well, and i’d be sad to lose you as a mutual- i can assure you that i will not be reblogging any more posts that imply that black fans being upset over finn’s treatment are overreacting. i wasn’t thinking when i did it the first time, so i apologize to you and all my black followers who saw that post and were offended. i’ll be much more careful in the future when it comes to reblogging positivity posts, as i don’t want to make the same mistake of reblogging ones that downplay the very valid feelings of black fans.
that was a very long winded way of saying that i adore finn (he’s my favorite star wars character!) and i would never want anyone to think i don’t care about his treatment, or the feelings of black star wars fans, so i promise i won’t reblog anything again that suggests otherwise!